#v: canon

[lilmcttens]

@em-ira & @ed-r1c

(typing away! (tac-tac-tac!)

WITCHCHICK128

I did not say to lie did I? I said just use Sister.

Edric you're not off the Hook that says You're doing the same thing as Em.

#(ic) #amity #emira blight #edric blight #(contin.) #XD #online #penstagram #v: canon #[ me facepalming @ amity rn ]

[heirtothetrib]

“I-I fell into the-the river…”  from Crutchie or Jack

"Jesus, are you okay?" Darcy pat on her back gently, to give her some comfort. He had just been walking home from work that evening just to find the newsgirl soaked to the bone. A cold wind blew past them. "Are the Delancey brothers picking on you again? Did they push you in?" He couldn't imagine any of her fellow newsies doing that to her, but also didn't remember anyone else who might do this to her.

#v: canon #betterto die thanto crawl #my son is Defensive #he must Proteecc

[loudnclearspot]

“I don’t need your pity.” from Crutchie (this is a big Crutchie one, lol)

"It ain't pity to help your brother off the ground when they're down." Spot looked wearily at Crutchie. What was it with Manhattans and their angst? She wanted to help, but were just so many emotions flying around. All she had done was give her a piece of bread and a penny Spot thought Crutchie had dropped. It wasn't nothing. So why was she so upset at her? "So why don't you tell me what the hell's going on with you instead of me giving you shit that's just gonna upset you more?"

#the way im thinking about this in my mind is spot thinks crutchie dropped the penny #while crutchie Did Not drop the penny #spot tot crutchie: AGRESSIVE CARING #betterto die thanto crawl #v: canon #crutchie

[thisshadeofred]

@soldwrecked's Jack asked Mac: "You look like you haven't slept in days."

"You sure know how to woo a lady, Kelly," Mac says, readjusting the empty paper bag on her shoulder. Papes had gone okay, but Mac had woken up with another of her headaches today and between that and the increased pallor on her face, she had sold enough pity papes. She's not sick, she knows that much. She's had headaches like this ever since she was 11. It's just a part of life to have the headaches and the stomachaches and dizziness. "Can see what Spot sees in you after all."

Another wave of dizziness passes over her. She's got to stay on her feet. She's in Manhattan after all. She's gotta get back to Brooklyn eventually. "Just got a bit of a headache, that's all. Happens all the time." She's swaying on her feet a bit. Mac doesn't think she's going to pass out, but she certainly doesn't feel very balanced. "I'm alright. Ain't nothing."

#v: canon #soldwrecked #c: mac #jack:mac

[valorems]

@forthewinn​​ asked: “Here, please hit me as hard as you can.” | squidward tentacles quotes

The answer was simple, it was quick and it was decisive. “No.” Why on Earth would he actually hit Winn? What GOOD would come of that? He would break bones and there was no telling how many. “I will not hit you, so don’t ask me again. I don’t care how drunk you are or how tough you think you are because I could kill you if I really hit you as hard as I can.”

#v: canon #forthewinn #reply

[ofcxnsequence]

CONFRONTATIONS

@heathernill ASKED: “  you’re not fine.  you’re clearly not fine.  and you don’t have to keep saying that you are.  ” (HEATHER)

Dayna hadn't been fine in years. She hadn't been fine the first time her dad took off without warning and left her mom crying, struggling to keep whatever place they had moved to set up and running. it was often a farm, lugging a few animals that they simply felt too peronal about to sell. He'd stay a while, drink his weight in booze, have some sort of life crisis, then leave.

She hadn't been fine when their mom stopping thinking he would come back and began to hang around any Tom, Dick, or Harry who'd give her the time of day. Then her Dad would come back and Dayna certainly hadn't been fine when the fighting would take over and the house would be nothing but screaming. The making up was something she hated worse than the fighting. It meant their mom would pack her and Dodge up again, sell whatever farm they'd settled into and follow their dad to whatever competition the rodeo world would praise him for.

She wasn't fine when she taught Dodge how to tie his shoes or shine his boots. She wasn't fine when she was the only one home to cook him breakfast or help him with his homework.

She wasn't fine when the god awful thunk sounded out through the house they had settled in just outside of Carp. She wasn't fine when she found it was Dodge who cut him down. She wasn't fine when she made him leave that body on the door and held tightly onto him while she called the police. She couldn't let him go back there. Not when their dad simply got to quit on them, and leave them with the fallout.

She wasn't fine when she got in the car and decided then and there that she could quit too. If she couldn't win, then there would be nothing for her family to stand on. There would be nothing for Dodge to have a future with.

She'd never counted on Luke standing in a similar situation. She never accounted for everyone expecting him to fail. She'd heard what he'd done to himself after the game. She wondered if guilt had anything to do with it. Sometimes she wished she could talk with him now. She wondered if he'd even be competent enough to talk to her after something like that. Maybe he thought the same way about her.

"I'm fine." She said in the same deadpan tone Dodge often used. She'd thought she'd made a friend. She thought finally someone wanted to spend time with her and didn't only dance around the fact that she'd been in the accident. it was nice to have someone to talk to.

She hadn't even thought about this year's game. She didn't know Dodge was playing. She hadn't expected him to yell at her the way he did. She didn't think Natalie would use her like that to get to Dodge. Everything had been a lie. She didn't have a friend, and was foolish to think that this summer might actually be good.

"Nothing for you to worry about, kid. Dodge isn't here right now." she spoke flatly, already taking the breaks off of her chair so she could go back inside. "He went out."

#heathernill #c; dayna #V: canon #tw; suicide #tw; drugs

[compendiumofconstellations]

"Am I not," Darcy is giggling, leaning against Thor in the weak light of a streetlamp.

"What you would consider submissive and breeedable?"

She is not. Darcy is neither submissive nor breedable. She is, however, trying to fluster her friend.

Thor almost wishes that he doesn't know what Darcy means by her statement. He almost hates that he knows exactly what she's getting at.

"Darcy," he begins slowly. "Just why?" he asks, rather than saying all the things that came to mind like If anyone ever called you submissive and breedable, they clearly do not know you. or Honestly, I have never given it much thought at all. or Isn't this a question better suited for someone else?.

He thinks he knows the answer, anyways. Mischief was always the goal with Darcy.

#dilffactory #v: canon #thor is having regrets about his midgardian relationships

[ciarog-archive]

Starter for @kamuito

Some time not long after the meeting with Taka to discuss splitting up the responsibility for the remaining tailed beasts, Kisame catches sight of Tobi -- no, Madara -- alone. With him wearing the mask once again, it's easy to think maybe the reveal was just a dream. Tobi and the Mizukage were so different, but that was the trick wasn't it? Both were just lies created to serve Madara's goals.

After a few moments, Kisame realizes he's been staring a little too long to completely brush it off. "Sorry, Milord," He announces, clearing his throat and averting his gaze, "I still haven't quite processed that you and Tobi are one and the same." Kisame pauses, then looks back at the other man to add, with a chuckle, "I do have to ask... Was it fun? Playing the fool?"

#kamuito #ch: kisame #v: canon #let me know if you want anything changed!

[evilfaced]

🤕 (for Roman)

☠ ― Send '🤕' for my critically injured muse to wake up with yours by their side.

ROMAN SHIFTED in bed and his lids fluttered open, semi consciousness recognizing a familiar scent. " Mm, sweet," His lips curved up a little, tongue flicking over the bottom one, tasting blood. The pain in his shoulder was too sharp to try and prop himself to her eye level so he'd just greeted her pretty gaze with a once over." Well. This is why I like making alliances with you, Selina. You always take care of the ones you shot, right my dear?, " Roman snided knowing too damn well that if she was actually wanted to kill him, he would've woken as a cold corpse instead.

@hellherekitty

#hellherekitty #Answered;; [[ … ᴿᴼᴹᴬᴺ ˢᴵᴼᴺᴵˢ ]] #v: canon

[storyofwhoiam]

[ SMS ]: i’m not really a big phone call kind of person. trips up the translation matrix. still working out the kinks 17 @ anyone!

@experimentaldockingbay

[ Unknown Number ]: You certainly picked an incredible alternative means of communication. How in the world does it work? And wirelessly too! Some kind of radio waves?

#m: millie #experimentaldockingbay #experimentaldockingbay: 17 #i vote for millie in her #v: canon #who's been given a mobile phone lol

[lilmcttens]

“How long have I been asleep?” Amity

@witchnordemon​

Collector startled at Amity's awakening, and her subsequent question.

He hadn't meant to wake her up. When he dropped by the Owl House to see King, he hadn't expected Amity to be there at all - a welcome surprise, though, since she had always been nice to him, even when she had no reason to.

They'd floated over to where she was slumped over on the couch, and leaned in curiously to get a closer look at what was laid out on the table in front of her.

Books. Lots and lots of books. Textbooks, notebooks with scrawled diagrams and notes littering both of the currently open pages. For school, maybe? Probably, if she was this tired from studying it to fall asleep.

Against their better judgement, they leaned in a bit more to try and decipher what it was she'd been working on, clasping his hands and bringing them to his chin, letting out a hum to go with it... and that noise had been enough to rouse Amity out of the light sleep she'd fallen into while studying.

❝ Oh, sorry... ❞ He uttered, floating down from his place above the table and settling onto the floor. ❝ I didn't mean to wake you up. ❞ Collector added quickly, feeling bad for having done so. ❝ I just got here, but... I don't think you were out that long. ❞

👻⊱ “It’s okay. I must have really needed the rest I-I don’t think that’s something I Normally do. . . or. . I don’t know. Mmmn maybe it is? I’m not quite sure.” she rambled on. 

Eda must have been happy slowly regaining her stolen furnisher by and by. It was about time Belos’s coven system got disbanded it was just taking some time...   Amity rubbed her eyes lifting her body up from her position on the Owl Lady’s couch. Adjusting herself so at least her back would be up against the couch arm so she could have a good look at the little space cherub.  

“Oh!” She yawned in between her sentence. “That’s Gooood then I don’t like to be off course for too long.” 

Surrounded by books, textbooks, some of luz’s own notes about glyphs. Amity had been a busy bee with no rest.. It must have been fascinating stuff for him as he was floating by to see her many papers and works of literature.    

“What’re you doing here?” She gave a sleepy smile. “This is a surprise to me. Did you get lonely up in the stars? It felt like you would not be away for too long.”  

#(ic) #amity blight #the collector #boiling isles reconstruction #v: canon #witchnordemon (collector)

[heirtothetrib]

silent: one of our muses has gone non-verbal (your choice!)

Darcy hadn't spoken in nearly two days. A perk of living on his own in some ways. He could maintain self-sufficiency and not speak a word. At work he could keep his head down, the routine remaining the same as always, not a word need be spoken by him. Which was fine and dandy if not for the fact the silence kept the myriad of painful and confusing thoughts to himself and away from anyone who may be able to help with them.

Even when he wasn't absorbed in his thoughts, talking was a difficult task. It made him nervous. Nervous the words weren't going to come out correctly or that he might stutter as he so often did when these times came or that whatever he said wasn't the right thing or that everything would go wrong if he spoke. At times like these, only his sisters or Katherine or Bill could reliably bring him out of this mode. But for the time being, they weren't here. He was here on his own. Or so he thought.

He could tell Crutchie was at least talking at him, but he was in such a daze by the time he noticed it, he had no idea what she was saying whatsoever.

#v: canon #crutchie #betterto die thanto crawl

[loudnclearspot]

“How many chocolate muffins does it take to kill a man?” Crutchie to Spot

"Depends. Is he diabetic or not?" Spot asked, causally sharpening her pocket knife. They had hit that awkward part of the day between morning and evening papes, the time when the weird questions came out like nothing else. "But why kill a man with them when we could eat them? There's other ways to kill a man that don't waste food."

#v: canon #whatsbehindthefacade #you really said lets go for the chaos lol #im up for it!!

[lumitycanon]

Have You Been Naughty Or Nice?

|🐍|: "I was almost afraid to find out and now I have no regrets It's so cool I've come this far."

#ic #luz noceda #🦦otter with a darkside #the owl house #v: canon #canon luz #dash games

[valorems]

@paragonshope​​ liked for a starter.

“I thought that we were just having pizza tonight.” Mon-El glanced over at the door after someone rapped at it a couple of times. “Did you order potstickers to go with it?” He knew that if it was Alex that she’d let herself into the apartment like she usually did. Shifting on the couch, he placed his plate onto the coffee table and pushed up from the couch. “Are we expecting anyone?” He asked Kara before he headed toward the door.

#paragonshope #reply #v: canon #( i'm going with season 2. latter half for the verse ) #( hope that's alright! )

[hattersarts]

isobel & aylin commissions for @mxjinn !

#bg3 #baldur's gate 3 #aylin x isobel #isobel thorm #dame aylin #if ur wondering why you havent seen me draw more of them under my own steam its bc they're happy and canon #and besties u know i v rarely draw fanart of that #i loooovveee consuming it but i have nothing to add #bg3 spoilers